My Blue Orange [COMPLETED]

Chapter 16

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Assamolaikum

sorry for the late update 

And yeah by the grace of Allah you can all call me doctor now. :)

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My eyes blinked open at the harsh knocking on my door. I was laying on the floor and in the process of standing up my bones didn't back up a bit to protest.

'ZASHA.', he screamed but my tongue was all dry to answer him.

I opened the door to find an utterly bruised Zaid in the door way.

I raked a rough hand on my face and turned around to hit the bed on my face.

I seriously didn't want to answer all his questions.

Honest to goodness, I didn't have energy to do so.

The bed dipped and he kissed my forehead. The touch made me sniff again. He pulled my head in his lap and rubbed my scalp with his fingers slowly. 

'I'm so sorry.', I shivered as I voiced my self.

He kept shut and I turned on my back to see his face. He wasn't looking at me.

'Zaid.', I tried again.

'I'm sorry.', I whispered to the room.

I felt my tears sliding down to my ears and hairline.

'Who is it?', his one question sent my apologies in the pit of my stomach.

I can't tell him. His rage would get Zonia in deep trouble. 

Yet I don't know how to answer him.

'It's nothing. Just my figment of imagination.', I heard my small voice.

'And that has to come from somewhere. You have to tell me now.', his decisive tone met me.

'I just need rest. I can't---'

'You have to get away with this shit Zasha. I was about to bloody kill him today.', he gritted his teeth.

I sat up and looked straight in his eyes.

'And I'm sorry about it. What more do you want from me?', he was making me furious now.

'It's actually him that you are supposed to say sorry to.', he thumped his fist on the bed.

'Okay fine don't make a big deal out of it.', I threw my hands up and rested my back with the head board. 

Gosh! My back still hurts.

'I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me about it.', he crossed his legs and looked so stubborn at the moment that I wanted to smack his face hard.

But then again, he was elder than me.

I rolled my eyes way too hard and he exploded.

'Don't do that again in front of me.', he pointed his finger at me and I think I rolled my eyes again.

'ZASHA.'

'What?', I exclaimed at his erratic behavior.

'I'm famished.', I said the most funniest thing in this serious situation.

He was practically fuming and a muscle ticked in his jaw.

'Chinese. What say?', I asked him and pushed myself off of the bed to order.